“We’ll go home as we did last night, right after eating,” suggested Rob. “Then to-morrow we needn’t hurry around, for we’ll stay until the gates close at ten, so as to see the illumination, and the play of the electric fountains.”
“That suits me first-rate, though I’ve seen all those things already, and more than once,” the other told the scout leader.
A few minutes later and Tubby burst forth again.
“There’s the booth we’re aiming for, Rob,” he declared; “and isn’t that our chum Andy walking up and down like a tiger in its cage? There, he sees us now, seems like, and he’s beckoning. Let’s hurry on,” and Tubby actually forgot that he was tired in his eagerness to learn why the other was showing such signs of excitement.
“A note from Hiram that he left here for us, fellows,” Andy hastened to say as the others reached his side; “and he wants us to chase around there hot-footed, because there’s something big on the bills.”
CHAPTER XXIII.
HIRAM FACES THE MUSIC.
“Read it out, Rob, please,” pleaded Tubby, with round-eyed wonder.
Thus urged, the scout leader proceeded to oblige.
“This is what he says here,” he announced. “‘Come around to the aviation field as soon as you possibly can. Something doing. Guess my chance is knocking at the door like opportunity that comes once to everybody, they say. Please hurry!
“‘Signed Hiram.’”